I have known long how to write in pain, how to wield a pen and churn out words from the depths of sorrow! But how to write when so happy? How to write in freedom and knowing and joy and laughter?! The 'highest' I have been in happiness is perhaps India winning some important match or perhaps some movie with sports in it. The exuberance - euphoria!!!! The Mexican-wave of joy! And there I am right now! Like a waving flag! ~~~
This is for those times when I would look at this blog - sometime in distant in future - when I would be past these times - when I would have long forgiven me and erred some more and would most probably be found patting my back for all these crazy times I've lived!
muah!
muah!
muah!
o;-)
Here i'm throwing in the music that brought it all about! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BgyJY9yndv4&feature=related
...made me watch some Maradona's goals. Heh.
ReplyDeleteVainly do we seek to borrow, from our words surcease of sorrow; ... that it is and nothing more :) I hope Mr. Poe wont mind me plagiarising and ad-libbing few lines of his to express my skewered views, but I digress.
ReplyDeleteNicely expressed and felt the same many, many a times. I wonder is this why the quintessential artist is always pictured as a tormented soul drowning in the styx of his own depression and despair. I wonder.
Now here's a thought; which do you think wrenches out the best in an artist: misery or joy ?
No you don't digress! :) I have to admit it is misery, or rather - a silent misery. Joy, what joy? :P
ReplyDeleteI must admit there have been times in the past - times I'm quite done with now - that even as I cried, the thought that I could 'employ' my despair to my art (if I dare say) - would assuage me now and then (and in hindsight, I have been thankful to the sorrow). Wonder if we are true to our misery.. rather cunning I'd say!
...if i may add another perspective. :)
ReplyDelete